Comstock High School - Corral Yearbook (Comstock, MI)

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The Owlet 7 Seniors ATCHISON KIRK— “The Light that never fails. ' Football ’25, 26, 27. Track 25, ’26. Class Treas. 26. WALTER SMITH— “Rest in Long Run. Football 24. '26. Baseball ’26, ’27. Basketball Capt. ’27. Track ’27. Ath. Mgr. of Owl ’27. “Under the Laurels' ’27. Vice-Pres. C. C. C. ’27. Treas. Class ’27. WILLIAM ROSCHEK— “Real Stuff.” Football ’24. ’25. ’26. ’27. Baseball ’24. '25, ’26. 27. Track. Sec. of 10 th Grade. “Rings in the Sawdust,” RALPH KIRK— “Keeps you Merry.” Paschal! ’25. ’26, 27. Basketball ’27. Football ’26, ’27. Tennis ’26. ’27. Track ’26. ’27. Bus. Mgr. of Owl ’27. “Under the Laurels” ’27. ‘ Rings in the Sawdust.”

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6 The Owlet Seniors BERNARD GASKILL— “Rest by every test.” Oratorical Contests ’25. “Captain Plymouth” ’25. Vice-Pres. of Class ’27. Debating ’25, ’26, ’27. “Dummy” ’25. Editor of Owl ’27. HERBERT MATER— “Tested and Approved.” Pres. Senior class ’27. Vice-Pres. ’2 6. Football ’25, ’26, ’27. Baseball ’25. ’26. ’27 Capt. Track ’27. Debating ’24. ’25, ’26. Pres. C. C. Club ’27. Annual Staff ’27. Adv. Mgr. of Owl ’27. “Under the Laurels” ’27. ‘ Captain of Plymouth” ’25. Delegate to Older Boy’s Conference ’27. EMMA GARRISON— “Service with a smile.” Circulation Mgr. of “Owl” 1927 Secretary of Class ’25, ’26. “Rings in the Sawdust.”

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8 The Owlet Salutatory By Walter Smith Classmates and friends, the class of “twenty-seven” greets you and extends a most cordial welcome to this our class night. Within one day we will have reached that goal towards which we have been striving four long, yet seemingly short years. We must then enter upon a greater field of life which lies before us. We must cast aside our high school privileges and pleasures, to hold them only in the firm grasp of our memories and assume those graver burdens which beset us as we leave this threshold. But our equipment is good, our armour is strong, so let us meet our worldly battles face to face, knowing a nation looks to her schools for her leaders. Both Nature and Destiny are honest. “To the victor goes the spoils.” Tlie events of this day and past school days are to be remembered with pleasure and perhaps with pride when we have passed far down the vale of years. As we hear our elders of today rehearse the scenes of their youth so shall we recall the memories of our school as we rest after the heat and toil of the day has passed. Now we leave as graduates, soon we hope to return as alumni, to review for a few short days those never-to-be-fcrgottcn lessons learned in the class rooms, on the i Thletic field and in our social gatherings. The time is now at hand for us, as a class, to part, but we can defy those cir- cumstances to arise which will weaken the ties of friendship formed in this school. And in the future both prosperity and disrster (an be but a source of the greatest comfort and pleasure to us if we permit that confidence and truth to abide. Let us go forth as members of a large family and let us help each other as such when the occasion offers, never forgetting to always honor our Alma Mater. We cannot take leave of these familiar walls and part with the pleasant as- sociations which have held us together without acknowledging the debt of gratitude we owe to our school and to our teachers for the'r fostering care. Let us ever re- member them with that gratitude and affection and feel a noble pride also for our parents who have so wisely and generously placed the means of education in the reach of all. To the school officers of the present year and former years, we extend our thanks for your continual interest in our welfare. To us the training we have obtained here will be only the capital for the be- ginning of life; and whatever of wealth and honor we may hereafter win in our field of work we shall be largely indebted to our school for the direct means of success. Yet good-bye seems such a strange word. We l ave been trying to say it these last days; to accustcm ourselves to the parting of the last hour. So let tonight be the happiest and brightest of our school course so that though the term of “twenty-seven” last but one more clay we will be of good cheer. During the exercises of tonight I bid each one listen to our chosen representa- tives, as they bring before us the various pictures of our school life, as they prophesy into the far distant future, as they pay tribute to those dear classmates who must pass from our midst to tasks of coming years. We cannot, we must not forget them tonight. And this evening as we are gathered neath our colors to be entertained with joke and satire, to chide one another, you must remember that good feeling and friendship are the motives. We forget our own mistakes and follies to enjoy those of others. To such scenes the class of “twenty-seven” bids its friends welcome.